Cities Traveled: Madrid | Barcelona | Carcassonne | Montpellier | Lyon | Florence | Cinque Terre
Days Out: 14
WHAT A DAY!!!! Good thing Tera and I aren’t starting a travel company any time soon… most people wouldn’t make it back alive. The 5:30am wake up call actually wasn’t that bad… walked to the train station in Florence to catch our 6:30am train just so we could the entire day in Cinque Terre; what an idea that was. Tera and I bought a EuroRail pass to travel anywhere in Europe for 10 days…. meaning we choose which days to travel and on those days, we can ride the train as many times as we want. The pass is new to us, so we weren’t completely up to date on all the rules…. mostly because there in Italian (no biggie). Back to the morning. The train attendant gave us our ticket and it said that the train leaves at 9am… WHAT!!! Turns out that he booked us on the Fast Train instead of the Regional Train… so the good was that they get to Cinqua Terre at the same time – bad is that we have 2 1/2 hours to waste. Luckily for us the hostel was close and they let us back in to eat the free breakfast and use wifi (wee-fee, as the French call it), and we got to eat with our suite-mates and explain to them our new plan.
Ok great… we head to the train station to board the super fast train and we find out that the teller actually only gave us our connecting ticket and not the one from Florence — My mistake not looking at the cities on the ticket. Usually if the teller gives you a ticket to the suggested route – that’s what it says. So we find a Regional Train to go on, but I want my 20 Euros back that we had to pay for the fast train… so we go back to the teller. Ends up he yells at us to run to the Regional Train because it’s leaving in one minute. We made it…. ahhhhhhhhh We’re on our way!!! We’re still a little confused because we still only have the ticket for our connection and not directly from Florence. The train is moving and Tera and I invent a new Head Band for trains so your head doesn’t just rock around…. patent coming soon.

Now the train attendant is coming by to check passes… no biggie, we’re use to this. The only difference is we don’t have a ticket, only the EuroRail pass. Oh geeze…. no common language between us and we’re arguing because I didn’t write the day we were traveling in… so we owe 50 Euros!!! We just paid a large sum of money for this unlimited pass and now we have to pay this!!! No way!! All because I didn’t write a date in BEFORE BOARDING. Thanks to the lady across the isle for the language interpretation. So because I only have my debit card… he takes our passes and tells us to meet him off of the train.
We arrive in Pisa (our connecting city) and meet him at the front of the train, then continue to walk to the ATM so he can get 50 Euros… the question in the back of my mind is why are we going to an ATM when the train station takes debit cards. So turns out the first ATM at the train station doesn’t work… we walk to the nearest bank in the city and now find an ATM. ***This whole time I have 100 Euros in my pocket, I was just hoping he actually would give up… nope*** He takes the money puts it in his wallet…. done. The day wasn’t looking too promising…. but after reading Chris Gillibeau’s new book “The Art of Non-Conformity” I inform Tera and myself, now that this has happened, what’s the worst part? We loose $50… big deal. Let’s continue on with the trip…. learn from our mistake and so see the freaking Leaning Tower!!!

We spent a total of one hour in Pisa…5 minutes of that actually included viewing the tower… haha We had a 20 min. walk to and from the train station. It was cool to see and even cooler to see 300 people taking photos of their spouse/friend trying to hold the tower up. Yes, of course we did it too. Peer Pressure.

Alright the day is going well now!!! We hop on the next train to Cinqua Terre and arrive right after noon… not the entire day we had planned for but it’s what we got. The train into the small villages teased us the whole way with glimpes of blue water and rocky hillsides. We arrive in Riomaggiore , the first of five towns and it’s just like the photos! Blue water and wooden boats held onto the shore by colored ropes. The buildings are colorful and tourists are everywhere… for a good reason.
We grab lunch and the best gellato ever and walk down lovers lane, Via Dell Amore, to the next town of Manarola.



The path to the third town, Corniglia, was a shocker for us. We’ll just say the views were better walking downhill. I also got to brag on Tera… she crossed an ENORMUS* SWINGING BRIDGE!!! (*maybe about 12 feet, but swinging bridges may be one of her least favorite things on earth)




We went ahead and hopped the train to visit Monterosso, and noticed it wasn’t anything but tourists and a beach. If you havn’t noticed, we like to stray away from the tourist scene… sometimes you got to, but all the other times, we want to feel like we’re only around locals. Which brings us to our swimming location. Remember this has been quite an eventful day thus far. We want to try to find a local beach that isn’t that crowded… so thanks to Rick Steves Guide, we head to Corniglia. We walk from the train station and can’t find a beach whatsoever….. the only path people are taking is to the town which is over 300 steps up… not quite the direction of the beaches. We see some guys walking from an unbeaten path and ask if there is a beach around; they inform us that we need to take the trail through this tunnel that has no light and it takes 20 minutes. They ask if we have a flashlight, and I remembered I had my iphone flash that can be used as a flash light (Yep… there’s an app for that). We say what the heck and try it out. Honestly, I really don’t think I could explain how dark this tunnel gets… it appears to be an old train tunnel, but with no tracks. It was black like a cave black. We loose sight of any light after entering and don’t see anything but what this little iphone light is showing. Black Black Black. I’m kinda nervous, but of course I can’t let Tera see that… I’m the man, ya know. Thank the Lord we see some light… ends up being another path walker with a flash light who informs us we have about 5 minutes to go. We see a light at the end of the tunnel and boom… we’ve entered what seems to be a small hippie land. Perfect.
We head down to the beach and see about 20 people, all nude. Man nude. Tera is one of maybe three women. Hmmmmmm Not going to lie, we knew they existed and why else would people decided to walk 20 minutes in black tunnel with no light. We walk down the ladder and grab a spot very close to the exit and maybe 100 ft away from any others, and decided to join the fun. The water was quite cold and the beach contained rocks rather than sand…not what we’re use too but the view (of the landscape) made up for it. The trek back to the train station was a breeze considered and then we hopped on for Siena…. due to arrive around midnight.

This is a photo of where the nude beach is, just on the other side of these leaves lie some very happy, and well/evenly tanned humans. This may be one of the best places on Earth.

Up next we have Siena, Italy (Tuscany)!
Wes